and, per usual, I should be sleeping to get ride or this pesky cold, or RESEARCHING COLLEGES or studying or something of the like. But I just had to report on this most excellent highlight of my week.
This week in AP English we got a fatty binder on the AP Test. We also looked at some essays and focused on grading them. Matthew's favorite response as a reader was "Fuck you and the horse you rode in on." But this tops all answers by far. I want to meet this kid.(This is an essay on the poem "An Author to her Book by Anne Bradstreet).
"Her bastard child, born of sin and poverty, born imperfect and made yet imperfecter by the editing hand. A fitful child that grows up beyond the will of his mother-the very reason why God intends one day to destroy the earth.
Unbelievable, this poem is so full of the pain of creation, it makes me want to cut of my hands and get a vasectomy. But, it is so full of a guised(carefully suppressed) pride, that it makes me glad I haven't and shan't.
Let us begin the dissection...."
I'll put the rest of later. But that kid is seriously awesome.
I took about five colleges off my list this week only to add about ten. How counter productive. DREADING Pat Moore on Wednesday.
I'm obsessed with Dawn Mitschele. And "Golden Train" is a great song, Jess. Gracias!
2 comments:
Glad you like the song! :)
Hah, that is an amazing answer! Are you taking AP Lit or AP Lang/Comp?
OMG. It's so fucking hilarious. You need to read the whole thing. One day when I get time(aka...never? oh wait, while I'm procrastinating) I need to put the whole thing up.
AP Lit. We now offer AP Language for juniors after my junior year is complete. But my teacher is pretty hardcore and he said after this course we could pass both. You?
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